Su Luo wants to draw No. 1, but isn’t No. 1 so easy to draw No. 1?

I wasted thirty opportunities in a row, let alone No. 1, I can’t even get No. 11.

Su Luo sat dejectedly on the side, holding his chin with both hands, and sighed deeply helplessly.

Nangong Liuyun smiled and shook her head: "It doesn't matter if you can't hit it, what's the point of blaming yourself?"

Su Luo looked at the pile of pills in his hand depressedly and said speechlessly: "I don't know what's going on. I'm either pulling Chinese pills or crystals after sucking, which is also a waste of luck!" Su Luo put a pile of pills into Zi Yan's hand depressedly.

Luo Haoming and Li Aochen looked at each other. The worst ones are grandmaster-level pills, and even emperor-level pills. This stinky girl is still complaining. Is this really awesome person better than people?

Amid the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, Su Luo stood upright and cheered herself up: "It's okay, there are still 100 chances!"

"It's best to be able to draw, it doesn't matter if you don't draw." Nangong Liuyun's smile was as gentle as water, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

"I know." Su Luo smiled at him, but he wanted to get the first place in his heart. With that set of dark laws, Nangong Liuyun's cultivation can go to a higher level. I heard that the attack power of the dark laws is stronger than that of the thunder system.

You must, you must, you must get that set of rules!

Su Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he focused all his energy on the lottery, focusing on his wholeheartedness.

The first time...thank you for patronizing.

The second time...thank you for patronizing.

The third time...thank you for patronizing.

The fourth time...

The fifth time...

Su Luo looked at her hands and felt the urge to cry. She was able to draw crystal elixir just now, but at least she was drawing No. 99, and there was no other choice? Is her luck so bad?

The fifteenth time...thank you for your patronage.

Twenty-fifth time...thank you for patronizing.

The 35th time... Thank you for your patronage.

Su Luo looked at No. 99 on the screen, and her whole face almost turned green. It turned out that all, No. 99!

Does she have a deep hatred with No. 99? Is it bad luck that has begun again?

Su Luo didn't believe in evil, so he asked Beichenying and Zi Yan to help him draw, but the result was No. 99.

Su Luo also called Nangong Liuyun to draw... It was actually No. 99.

The sixty-fifth time...thank you for your patronage.

The 75th time... Thank you for your patronage.

The 85th time... Thank you for your patronage.

Su Luo was so angry that his lips were trembling, and he was almost breathless!

"Is this lottery machine broken? Otherwise, thank you for your patronage for 85 consecutive times!" Su Luo complained to the white-bearded old man in depressedly.

The white-bearded old man touched his chin, then slowly shook his head, and gave an accurate reply: "It's OK."

"What a yarn, I can't win anything!" Su Luo kicked the lottery machine hard.

The white-bearded old man caressed the goat's whisper comfortably and shook his head calmly: "The little girl has a really big temper. The more irritable you are, the more you can't beat it."

Is the old man telling me? Su Luo blinked his eyes, and then decided to listen to the old man and be gentler.

But what made her depressed was that no matter whether she was rough or gentle, the result did not change at all.

The 95th time... Thank you for your patronage.

The 96th time... Thank you for your patronage.

Su Luo was almost swearing!
Chapter completed!